My Hero Academia: Romanticise Like A Raven

PRINCE - Part 1

"Ok, but you have to agree that normal tapioca is better than popping boba!" Midoriya argued, "It's a classic."

"That's nice, Midoriya..." Shoto responded absently. He knew that he was distracted, but he didn't know by what. He could definitely sense it in his voice...

That's when the door opened. Shoto and Midoriya, along with everyone else, turned to the door and saw Momo Yaoyorozu there in tears. Yaoyorozu was trying to compose herself, but she looked furious and yet guilty about it. And Shoto was fast to notice that she was looking at him.

"Oh my gosh, Momoyao, are you ok?" Hagakure gasped, running over to her.

Yaoyorozu sniffled, "I'm... ok."

But she was still stealing glances at him.

"Was it something I said?" Shoto cocked his head.

"Not to me." Yaoyorozu spoke softly, broken.

That was when Shoto realised, "Yaoyorozu, where's Tokoyami?"

"Went home." was all she said.

Shoto shook his head. What was he doing? He needed to get back to the high street, to find him before he was too far gone. He bolted from the boba shop, ignoring the angry shopkeeper (even though he'd forgotten his wallet anyway) and running through hordes of people.

Shoto ran and ran and ran until he ended up back where he started. Where Tokoyami had left him. But the bird boy was not there, nor were any traces of his familiar, Dark Shadow. Shoto fell to his knees.

He didn't know why, but he sighed to himself, "Damnit, Tokoyami..."

***

There were showers and a communal bath at the Heights Alliance, one for each gender. Mezo had tried to get me interested in bathing with him, but wash time was me time and I had so little of that anymore. As such, I opted for the showers again that night.

Since that day, roughly a week ago, things had gotten slowly more strained and awkward between myself and Shoto. He'd started to ignore me sometimes if I tried to make a small comment on his outfit. Then I found that I started to do the same.

And now I felt stupid again. It was wrong to say my feelings. It wasn't fair on me or him, and all it'd do is make things worse. Maybe he'd out me to everyone. Or maybe I wouldn't be able to live with myself anymore...

But I couldn't think about that.

"Wouldn't it be best if you just said it?" Dark Shadow argued, "You'd be better friends because of it!"

"You can tell yourself that all you want, but that does not make it true in any way, shape or form." I grumbled, "But then I can't just hang around him and pretend that everything's alright. It's not alright."

I entered the first shower cubicle. I then removed my pyjamas, standing exposed in the cold of the pale baby blue and white room. I placed my clothes in a plastic bag I'd stolen from Mother's dormant collection and pulled out some of my favourite soaps from the same carrier. I put the bag onto the hook.

I then took a glance at the soaps. Cinnamon. Maybe I'd become sweet enough that Shoto couldn't resist? I laughed pitifully at how idiotic I was before setting the soaps onto the ground.

The shower water was warm and ran down my body in a pressurised flow. I had to admit that if felt good, even if I didn't feel good myself. Dark Shadow definitely enjoyed the water too even if it ran straight through them.

"I miss bubble baths, sometimes." I chuckled. The scenario of my friends knowing that the goth loved bubble baths made my insides twist violently.

"...I miss them too." Dark Shadow agreed. They floated down a little bit.